Plans for le weekend

I'm a little torn about what to do tonight. Shall it be a free gig by The Church and Dappled Cities Fly at the Rocks Night Market or Pink Grease/Red Riders/Spod/The Scare at Space? I could always do both. But i don't want to knock myself out for the wedding i'm going to tomorrow.

Speaking of the wedding, who knew it would be so hard to buy a white shirt in this town. I went to about 6 different shops today, looking for a plain white shirt and none of them had anything right. They all either had ruffles, pin-stripes, stupid graphics or things sewn on them. The two i found that were relatively plain were both so thin they were transparent. My nips just glared right through.

Post wedding, Sunday morning will see me severely hungover pedalling towards Parramatta in the RTA Cycle Sydney ride. Somehow my fitness freak workmates have persuaded me to join their crazy cycling expedition. First it was going to the gym, now it's cycling to Parramatta. All this exercise ain't healthy.



Comments (7)

Bridal Boud?

Biker Boud?

I wanna see photos :P

Dan:

There's bound to be plenty of photos of bridal boud and his cohorts. There ain't nothing like a wedding to get me snap happy.

But you ain't seeing me in my cycling get up. I'm gonna look like the biggest dork this side of dorksville.

the only thing harder to find than a plain white shirt this season is a plain black shirt!!

About a 2 months ago I went to 14 (count 'em, 14) clothing stores looking for a long-sleeved, plain black shirt. I was told that white was the new black, and that a certain retailer had no black but "we have fuschia".

tms:

metroschmexual says i'm hearin you brother. can't find a decent plain article of clothing on the other side of the world either, everything's fricken deconstructed, distressed or has a fricken skull and crossbones stencilled on it, even at sears. whatever you do this knot-tyin' weekend make sure you drop into the budgie jar, now there's a term I wish I'd coined, and say hello for me.

Dan:

Surprise surprise, i did drop into the Budgie Jar (aka The Judge aka El Judgo aka The Juggernaut aka J Bar aka Stinky Drunken Den of Inebriated Lost Souls) on the weekend. I said hello.

What happened at the Pink Grease shows in Syders, Daniel? I’m interested to know your version of events.

Dan:

I piked on the Grease. Ended up going to see the Church. They bored me silly quite frankly. Pink Grease woulda been a whole lot more rockin. They sounded ace from what i read on you and your fellow Melbournites blogs. I just ended up getting pished on pints of expensive German beers in the Rocks.